A forest child born out of time
Heart and soul attuned to the voices of the trees
Thrust into this mad modern world
Screaming to return from whence he came
To run with his forest brothers
Wolf,Eagle, Hawk, And Deer
His very bieng cries out for the high mountains
The lone, hidden trails
sounds that comfort him to sleep
The babble of the creek
Howl of Brother Wolf
Scream Of Sister Cougar
Cry of brother Hawk, promising a good hunt
All the song of Mother Earth
What a sweet lullaby.
this wonderful human spirit thing rocks!!!, doesnt it..?...dt

i am so sorry. i swear i meant to put that in the comment box, please forgive me i have hurt it i know and it is wonderful and i feel like a complete idiot. please, please, forgive me......danny (dt)
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is there any way to get someone to delete it along with my two commentaries ??? oh please i hope its so..??? please delete my entries to poem and comments of this beautiful poem 10193..please.....dt
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it's o.k., dt, don't we all make mistakes? being human, can't help
it! Forgiveness for the truly remorseful is a wonderful thing.
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dt - Very simple to correct. File a "Disruption Report" (see end of poems), and tell Ann Cantelow you added a line by mistake. She will promptly remove it--no questions asked.- Morton
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interesting--window watcher
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this is lovely... (esp. the last line, tee hee... just kiddin)
no, really, this is beautiful. (rhia)